It's 5 O'Clock Somewhere...Right?

Back on the Exercise Bandwagon! (gosh, I despise working out)

June 1 - Daisy of Love + 30 minutes of cardio + 20 minute walk with Newlywed Husband and Winston.June 2 - Does packing count? I'm saying it does.June 3 - Attempting to go to a Bikram Yoga class tonight. Back with details later. (if I don't die). - Didn't go. Oops.June 4 - Is having to say goodbye to the best boss ever not stressful enough without adding a workout?June 5 - Rollerbladed 5 miles. Pretty much almost died.June 6 - Helped FFW move. Walking up and down stairs is enough of a workout thankyouverymuch.June 7 - Rollerbladed 5 miles. Feeling the burn is an understatement.June 8 - July 9 - does opening a bottle of chardonnay count as exercise? No? How about shopping? Still no? Fine, I give up.

Well, the balloon finally started to go limp this week, so Newlywed Husband came up with the idea of sending it off into space {instead of the rather unpleasant alternatives of waiting for it to die and throwing it away, or ending it's little helium-filled life with scissors and then throwing it away}.

Here he is outside with the balloon, just before sendoff (we waited until it was dark so the neighbors couldn't see us and tell us just how crazy they think we are :).

Newlywed Husband tapped the balloon and it started singing, and then let it float away into space. We could faintly hear "...how sweet it is to be loved by you..." for a few minutes.

Newlywed Wife-isms...

"Well, if you want my opinion, any recipe that starts by saying 'Open a beer, take a few swigs, and shove the rest of the can up a chicken's rear - then grill the whole thing'... is bound to be a good recipe. " said to FFW as we were discussing the fact that she was about to have beer can chicken for dinner...